Time Travel: After Seizing the Throne, I Lead the Ming Dynasty to Take Off

Dai Sigong's eyes flashed, as if he had grasped something.

But there was no way to fully guess Zhu Yuanzhang's thoughts at once.

He is good at judging the situation, but his main job is still a doctor, so of course he can't think of so many things at once.

Zhu Yuanzhang didn't keep the secret. He rested his head on his hands and leaned back against his coffin: "Let's make sure they can't grasp the righteous cause."

If there is no support from the general trend of the world.

With so many capable and battle-hardened Huaixi generals stationed in Yingtian Prefecture, any vassal king who dared to mess around would only be giving Zhu Yunhuan a handle to reduce his power.

"Your Majesty, what do you mean..." Dai Sigong felt that he had guessed half of it, and his heart began to beat wildly.

"We will leave behind two 'last wills'."

"One for you, one for Jiang Li."

"You two, one is the commander of our Jinyiwei, and the other is a close imperial physician. Moreover, you, Dai Sigong, are highly praised by the people."

"If they dare to start a rebellion..."

"You and Jiang Li will give this righteous reputation to Yun Hun!"

A gleam of light flashed in Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes, and his gaze was fierce.

Although Dai Sigong had a vague suspicion in his mind, he was still frightened: "Commander Jiang and... your humble servant?"

He didn't expect that he had been very cautious in the Imperial Hospital for many years and had escaped many large and small burial activities, but at the last minute, he would still get into this kind of thing.

There is certainly nothing wrong with Zhu Yuanzhang's actions.

As soon as he and Jiang Li took out the "last will", given the temperament of those Huaixi nobles, the princes of the world would be killed the moment they showed up.

But here's the thing.

A gentleman is innocent unless he possesses a treasure.

If I carry this "last will" in my pocket, the King of Qin, the King of Jin, the King of Yan... or anyone else will know about it, and they will definitely try every means to assassinate me.

Even if everything is safe and sound, if the vassal kings rise up in rebellion, and I tremble and take out the will, and get involved in the chaos in the world, who knows what the outcome will be?

Seeing Dai Sigong's frightened look, Zhu Yuanzhang raised his eyebrows and sneered: "If you ask me, you are just a coward."

Dai Sigong's mouth twitched slightly. "I'm sure you're relieved. What a sin I, an old man, have committed!"

Zhu Yuanzhang didn't notice his little expression.

He continued:

"We just need to let the fourth brother know that we have kept this trick in Yingtian Prefecture. That's enough. Of course, we won't let him know which trick or tricks we have kept."

"It's just a deterrent."

"After knowing that we have a backup plan in Yingtian Prefecture, the Fourth Brother will know that if he dares to act rashly, he will only seek his own destruction, so he will not move and dare not move."

Zhu Yuanzhang leaned against the coffin and yawned nonchalantly.

He held a sword in his hand.

You want to chop him.

can.

But you know the consequence is that this sword will definitely strike back at you!

Beijing, Qingshou Temple.

The air is filled with the faint scent of sandalwood, and the ancient and loud bell sounds echo among the curling green smoke, red walls and green tiles.

The most eye-catching features in the temple are the two octagonal brick towers with dense eaves built on the highest point, side by side from east to west. One is the nine-story Haiyun Tower and the other is the seven-story Ke'an Tower.

now.

The square under the twin towers is extremely empty.

There wasn't even a single monk or novice to sweep the floor.

There were only two figures standing by the railing at the edge of the square, looking into the distance.

One of them was wearing a black cassock, with Buddhist beads around his neck and on his hands, looking like a monk.

However, the monk's eye sockets were triangular, and even though his eyes were drooping, he still gave people a sense of ferocity, as if he was a tiger ready to devour anyone at any time.

Standing beside the monk, a middle-aged man in brocade robes with bright eyes slowly spoke:

"Ever since my eldest brother passed away, the Emperor has begun to frequently bring Zhu Yunwen to the Fengtian Hall and Jinshen Hall to study state affairs. He even allows Zhu Yunwen to stand on the Fengtian Hall ceremonial throne during the morning court. In the past, only my eldest brother was qualified to stand there."